Most Broken Anime Characters

After saving one world from a Demon God and earning the trust and devotion of a perverted goddess, Sol is rewarded with all his powers intact and sent back home with the goddess accompanying him as his personal slave. That was supposed to be the end, the Demon God was supposed to be his last great trial. However, they are both summoned once again to an even more doomed world, almost immediately after returning to Sol's. This time around, Sol refuses his role as hero. Unable to find rest, he turns his wrath to the pantheon of gods in a spiteful quest to become the strongest being in existence, followed by his slave who took his place as hero. Battles await, secrets of old begin to scurry into the light when the world as he knows it begins expanding beyond the visible horizons of reality and deep into the fringes of eternal darkness. Terrible consequences lay beyond the borders of the known.

"Haven't you heard it?" A man whispered. "This is the castle where the devil still resides."  These were the rumours in Hudson, New York. The Devil, Asmodeus, lives in an abandoned castle which no one has gone, visited for years. No one wants go there. If they do go, they don't return. The castle consumes them and swallows them. The devil rips there heart in two and curses them. The demon of lust, he would lure you toward him and them make you cry in pleasure, and then in pain. He breaks them people.  All of a sudden, there's this new teenage girl in town who also seems to be very curious about everything. When she hears about the rumours, her excitement can't be held in, and she does the worst thing possible. She steps in the Castle and finds out perhaps the talks are true. And perhaps it is not the worst thing. Perhaps, he is the broken one from decades who needs healing. He is the broken devil.

Qu'est-ce qu'il n'y a pas à aimer dans ma nouvelle vie après avoir migré dans un monde centré sur les Animaux Astraux ? Il y a des créatures puissantes de toutes formes et tailles. Elles peuvent être des compagnons câlins, des aides dans la vie quotidienne, des éclaireurs audacieux ou de forts combattants. Ou tout ça à la fois. Pas mal, hein ? J'ai une famille, mais en réalité, c'est complètement éclipsé par ma sœur cadette. Elle me déteste profondément, et elle s'assure que je le sache. Chaque. Putain. De. Jour. Ai-je mentionné qu'elle est dégoûtamment talentueuse tandis que je ne suis qu'un moins que rien ? Un sacrément beau gosse avec ça. J'ai carte blanche pour diriger l'entreprise familiale par moi-même. Une petite Animalerie pittoresque. Ça aurait pu être génial si ce n'est le fait que le propriétaire précédent de ce corps était né avec ZÉRO affinité pour gérer les Animaux Astraux... Une vraie transmigration ne serait pas complète sans un truc ou un système pour paver ma route vers la grandeur, vous ne pensez pas ? J'en ai un, mais je ne sais pas si je ne serais pas mieux sans... Bienvenue dans le Monde des Animaux Astraux !

Six hearts. One band. Not everyone will stay in tune. When Elliot—heartbroken, guilt-ridden, and still strumming the chords of regret—tries to win back the girl he lost, he sets off a chain reaction that pulls the entire group into emotional disarray. Roxanne wants nothing to do with him. Sienna wants him—for all the wrong reasons. Adrian wants him to heal… but maybe not just as a friend. Mia believes in second chances—for love, and maybe for herself. And Dante? He just wants to keep the group from falling apart. In a band where every beat counts, one wrong note can change everything. Broken Chords is a messy, emotional, and heartfelt ride through friendship, betrayal, love, and the music that ties it all together.

Arthur Cain lost everything—his father, his home, and almost his mother. Now stuck in a cycle of pain, poverty, and survival, he’s forced to grow up fast and fight even harder. Just when life pushes him past his limit... A mysterious system appears. But it’s not a blessing—it’s a brutal challenge. Stats don’t come easy. Power has a price. And evolution? It begins at rock bottom.

I have yet to start preparing for my demise. BUT I'VE DUG GROUNDS IN MY MIND FOR THESE GRAVES. In an effort to prevent anyone from seeing me the way I see myself; I try not to scream while holding my mouth shut while I sob myself to sleep. I WORK HARD TO GET AWAY FROM THESE BRUTILIZING THOUGHTS, BUT THE MORE I WORK AT IT, THE HARDER IT BECOMES. I wish there was a way for me to get out of this never-ending living hell. A MAZE THAT TWISTS MY GUT, HOWEVER, HAS NO ESCAPE. I WORK DAILY TO BE OKAY AND TO GET BETTER THAN I WAS THE DAY BEFORE. However, at the end of the day, suicide is all I can think about. BROKEN YET HAPPY, does that even make sense? They just seemed to fit in perfect harmony for some strange reason.

A story about staying alive, even when it hurts. Yuta is tired or living, trying, fighting, simply existing. The world feels black. And then? A simple message, a simple "Hi!" A start of something beautiful. But now? Despite the hurt. A love story where depression and death linger around the corner - but they smile, choosing life one breath at a time.

What if you find a way to make something impossible, possible that you choose any type of anime character you could think of and get their power. what anime character would you choose? A evildoer made a VR world that no other person could of thought that someone could make. A VR world that you could choose any type of anime characters power. Three teenagers got selected for this project and now they have to find a way to survive and find a way to get back home. This is not a ordinary novel. This is Anime War.

Amidst the eerie silence of an unfamiliar hall, a cacophony of confused voices rose, mingling in a chorus of bewilderment. "Where are we?" "What happened?" "I thought I died!" Each utterance hung in the air, a testament to the collective disbelief gripping the room. As the haze of confusion lifted, disjointed memories surfaced, fragments of lives cut short by tragedy. "I remember... I was stabbed..." ventured one voice, echoed by another's affirmation of a similar fate. "I... I died in a plane crash," muttered a third, only to be met with a stunned agreement from a fellow survivor. Amidst the chaos of bewildered voices, one man stood apart, his expression a mask of contemplation amidst the turmoil. As his companions recounted their brushes with death, his mind churned with questions, each more confounding than the last. "I got shot... I remember it vividly," he murmured to himself, his voice barely audible above the din. "So how am I still here?" The enigma of their shared resurrection gnawed at him, compelling him to seek answers in the depths of his memories. With each revelation of a paired demise—a male and female, bound by the same tragic fate—a flicker of recognition ignited within him. "This... this seems familiar," he mused, the pieces of a puzzle slowly coalescing in his mind. But the picture remained incomplete, obscured by the fog of uncertainty that shrouded their surroundings. As the words "pairs, pairs, pairs" echoed in his mind like a cryptic mantra, a sudden realization struck him with the force of a revelation. "It can't be... don't tell me..." he whispered, his voice trembling with disbelief. With a sense of urgency, he began to scan his surroundings, searching for any sign or clue that could confirm his suspicions. Then, as if guided by an unseen force, his gaze shifted upwards, and there, bathed in an ethereal light, stood an angelic figure with golden apparel, its gaze fixed upon him with a warm smile. The sight took his breath away, filling him with a mixture of awe and trepidation. The man's heart raced as faced a real angel, his mind struggling to comprehend the surreal encounter unfolding before him. The angel's words, spoken with an air of amusement, only deepened the enigma shrouding their meeting. "I never expected anyone to notice me," the angel remarked, a hint of playfulness in its voice. "I was concealing my presence to let everyone fully calm down, but to think someone noticed me. Just who are you?" Ethan's disbelief and confusion intensified at the angel's question. "Eh... Ethan Rivers," he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper. As Aurelia, the angel, finally revealed himself to the bewildered assembly, a hush fell over the room, each soul drawn in by his radiant presence and commanding aura. Ethan's gaze lingered on Aurelia. "Greetings, lost souls," Aurelia declared, his voice resonating with a majestic power that seemed to fill the very air around them. "I am Aurelia, and I shall be your guide to your new life." As Aurelia extended his arms in a gesture of welcome, Ethan felt a surge of rage and hesitation, "This it bad, really bad."

All he did was make fun of the author for his terrible writing. How was he supposed to know that the author was a god and that he would be punished by getting transmigrated into the body of the most loathed character in the novel — the shitty side villain that was cursed by all the readers for sexually harassing one of the female protagonists. "Fuck." [How to Redeem a Trashy Side Villain — Rebooted Version]

The group had been inseparable since freshman year, sharing countless memories, laughter, and tears. But little did they know, their friendship was about to be put to the test.

Carson never asked to survive. He was sculpted in silence, sharpened in fire — the byproduct of a forgotten war and a father who sang lullabies in the language of betrayal. At fourteen, he was already a weapon. At seventeen, he’s a ghost in plain sight, haunting the hallways of a prestigious school by day, while dismantling criminal empires by night. But even ghosts bleed. When a chance reunion with Elise — the girl he once protected, then abandoned — throws him back into the chaos of memory, Carson’s world fractures. Elise is no longer the shy girl from the compound. She’s powerful. Untouchable. And unknowingly standing in the line of fire. Together with a group of outcasts held together by trauma, genius, and vengeance, Carson uncovers a sprawling conspiracy buried beneath glamour and blood: a secret organization that traffics in pain, memory, and forgotten children. The deeper he digs, the more he unravels — about them, about himself, about the horrors he buried in Morocco, in Berlin, in the sound of a lullaby that now drives him to the brink of madness. As old enemies rise and alliances fracture, Carson is forced to confront the brutal question he’s been avoiding all his life: Can someone so broken still choose love over violence? Or is he already too far gone?

He's not a hero. Not a villain either. Just a man with no way out. Andress, a 22-year-old ordinary man, suddenly found himself buried beneath a pile of mysterious books titled Bad Ending. For an entire year, he was consumed by the tragic tales of a world doomed to collapse-again and again. But when he turned the final page, he realized... He had been pulled into that very world. Not as the protagonist. Not as the antagonist. But as someone who was never even written into the story. To return home, Andress must carry out a mission from the Goddess of the Universe. But this world doesn't want to be saved. The story has already been written. The ending is already set. And if becoming a killer is the only way back-so be it.

I spent my whole life in luxury, among people who loved me or at least pretended so. I never had to care for anything, all was given to me. From one day to another I became a prince of nothing. A former royalty with no family, no power and no bright hope for the future. Even worse, I was sold as a slave. However I will not give up. I might be young, alone and inexperienced but I will learn to fight for myself, get my revenge and find my own place in this world. … I hope so at least.

"You are," he said with a smile, the same smile he always gave whenever he was sorry, the same smile that always broke my heart until it felt as if I would stop beating the next second, "most precious."

'The next batch of players will be arriving soon.' 'Remember to act your part well. Don't step out of bounds. Don't go out of character or you'll suffer the consequences.' In the game world, Faye was nothing but an NPC who owned a bookstore. That was all the players saw, and that was what she was known as, but what if she was more than that? After a meeting with the 'main character' of the game, things take a turn for the NPC Faye and she becomes more aware of her status and the world around her, more than she ever did before.

An ordinary man dieing inside from a life spent working a dead end job goes to bed one Saturday morning after a binge session of a new season of an anime, and some gaming. While sleeping he dreams he gets messages granting him three wishes before being transmigrated into an anime version of Earth. This is his story as he lives out a new life in an anime world. ...………………………… But is it even real? Or is it all just some fever dream, maybe comatose delusions? But more importantly: Does it matter? Is everything he experiences any less real if he's only dreaming or in a coma? .................................... So I plan for this book to be fairly light-hearted but also tackle some deep questions at some point. There will be some cringe moments- including chuni AF moments. This could also be considered a fan fiction with elements from several animes and games being introduced either as part of the system the MC has or as things from the system. I might have some characters from different anime games movies or books popping up. Uploads may be slow, as I write the chapters on paper before typing them to post and because I write for fun, my daily life will effect the schedule.

Hace años, el pacífico reino de Westingdor fue sumido en el caos tras la misteriosa desaparición de la princesa Eli y la muerte de sus padres en un trágico incendio. Sin líder legítimo, el trono fue usurpado por Rían IX, un tirano que llevó al pueblo a la miseria. En ese mundo fracturado, clanes de asesinos dominaron las sombras, y entre ellos surgió una leyenda: Sumuigu, el "Rayo Blanco", un asesino tan letal que ni la muerte pudo reclamarlo. Tras perder al amor de su vida, Eli, a manos de sus antiguos aliados, Sumuigu inicia una sangrienta cruzada de venganza que lo lleva a asesinar a millones. Sin embargo, una carta perdida y una antigua leyenda sobre la resurrección de los muertos lo llevan a emprender un viaje que lo enfrentará con demonios, portales infernales y su propia humanidad. En este oscuro camino, el asesino más temido del mundo se encuentra atrapado entre la redención y la condena. ¿Podrá un corazón roto sobrevivir al infierno mismo con la esperanza de recuperar a quien más amó? Narakuni Saita Hana es una novela cruda, épica y profundamente emocional sobre la pérdida, la furia, y el delgado hilo que separa al monstruo del hombre.

In a world forever changed by the opening of demon portals, humanity clings to survival through awakened powers and elemental affinities. Strength is no longer a choice — it’s the only path forward. Fourteen-year-old Azztheo lives a quiet life in the small town of Willowshade, unaware of the storm quietly approaching. But when destiny strikes, his world is shattered, and a new fire is lit within him. Now, in a land where only the strong stand a chance against the encroaching darkness, Azztheo must face the unknown and uncover the power buried deep within himself. Will he rise to become the spark of hope this world needs — or be swallowed by the shadows?

I, Riko Grimes, thought it was a phishing scam. Turns out it was a real contract—with Hell. Real Hell. Now I’m the intern to the CEO of Infernal Holdings, and every time I accept a task, I get stronger. Burn a rival company? I get pyrokinesis. Host a demon networking mixer? Reality warping. Fetch coffee? I can pause time—but only for five seconds per bean. There’s just one catch: the fine print always screws with me. Now I’m juggling deadly contracts, demonic HR policies, angelic spies, and a harem of overpowered, unpredictable women who all want something from me... and sometimes each other. They say no one climbs the infernal ranks without losing something. I plan to break the system before it breaks me. Demons want to own me. Angels want to erase me. ... I didn’t mean to break the supernatural world. But I might as well finish the job.

Satsuki Naako, a male college student in his early twenties. Struggling to connect with his family and peers, he reclused himself in reading his favorite light novel, New Star Horizon: A New Departure. When lonely college student wakes up as Vainglorbia the Detested Witch - the most reviled villainess of his favorite novel - he finds himself trapped in a world where witch-hunters burn his kind at the stake and entire kingdoms cheer their executions. Surrounded by the gruesome aftermath of the original Vainglorbia's latest massacre, Naako realizes with horror that he's inherited not just her body, but her monstrous reputation and terrifying powers that seem to whisper to him to turn everything to ruin. As he flees from relentless witch-hunters and noble heroes determined to see "her" pay for crimes he didn't commit, Naako unexpectedly finds shelter with the very same villains she always hated in the light novel. These unlikely allies become the family Naako never had in his original world - people who accept him despite the terrifying body he inhabits and the dark powers he struggles to control. But as the original Vainglorbia's memories begin bleeding into his mind and the Church's inquisition closes in, Naako must confront an impossible choice: Will he abandon this found family to search for a way back to his old, lonely life? Or will he embrace his role as Vainglorbia to protect them - even if it means becoming the monster the world already believes him to be? Naako... No, Vainglorbia was thrusted with a role that she never wanted, but it was to late to pull back as she gotten too involved with the world's trajectory to ruin. But in a world where witches are destined to burn, can even a reader’s knowledge rewrite a tragedy already in motion? Social details: demonlormaiden@Gmail.com other sites where you see my work scribblehub https://www.scribblehub.com/series/1576590/reformed-cult-i-got-transmigrated-as-the-most-hated-character/ Royalroad Details underway...

Young Teens, A Chosen Ones, They Will Used Their Powers To Defeat Supernatural Enemies And Protect The World From Bad Guys, Can They Do It?

She was broken by a past she couldn’t escape. He chose her, not to fix her, but to hold her through it all. Together, they built a love stitched from scars, stronger than any perfect beginning.